Ah, we shouldn't-

[Oh, she's too late...Cecelia already opened the door.]

I...I really think we should look for our assigned rooms. We don't know if this one belongs to someone...

[Although she hangs back, she does catch sight of the state of the room, and her voice trails off. Even from here, she can see that it looks dusty and dingy, the furnishings moth-eaten and decaying.]

They aren't...all in this state, are they?